As soon as Ban Zou finished speaking, the sound of fighting could be heard in the yard.
Feng Yuheng walked to the window in confusion, stretched out his hand to push the window open, then leaned on the windowsill with his chin in his hands and looked out.
It was the middle of the night and it seemed like quite a few people had come. She counted them and found there were eight in total. All of them were dressed in black and held swords in their hands. Only a pair of eyes, sharp as an eagle's, were revealed through the black cloth covering their faces.
Ban Zou stood beside her and did not go out to join the battle. There were already many people outside, not including him. His duty was to protect Feng Yuheng personally. Even though there were so many secret guards in the mansion now, he was still the only one who could enter Feng Yuheng's boudoir.
The eight men were very skilled in martial arts, and they fought almost to a draw with the secret guards in the courtyard. Feng Yuheng watched with interest, analyzing from time to time: "In fact, if our people had used fatal attacks, it would not have been a draw. The other side fought desperately, but we were determined to capture them alive, which is why we have been fighting until now."
Ban Zou crossed his arms and looked at the girl in front of him, rolled his eyes and said, "Are you watching a show? Do you know how dangerous it is?"
Feng Yuheng nodded, "I know, but they can't hurt me."
Ban left with his nose crooked in anger: "Why can't I hurt you?"
"Because of you!" she answered as a matter of course.
Ban Zou was stunned for a moment, and swallowed back his habitual bickering words. He felt a little ashamed of Feng Yuheng's trust in him. As a secret guard, he had lost his master twice, once in Fengtong County and once on the way to Prince Xiang's Mansion. If Feng Yuheng hadn't come forward to protect him, he would have committed suicide in front of Xuan Tianming. But even so, his master was still willing to trust him and was willing to give his life and property to him for protection. How could he not be moved?
"You still have to be careful." Ban Zou's throat was a little tight, and he didn't know what to say, so he simply pulled Feng Yuheng back to the window, "Don't look at him. It's useless to capture such a person alive."
"Why?" Feng Yuheng didn't understand for a moment.
At this time, the outcome of the battle was clear. Three of the eight assassins were dead and five were injured. All of them were captured alive. But before her people could bring the captives to her, she saw that the five who were originally alive suddenly had blood oozing from their mouths, their eyes rolled up, and they all died.
Feng Yuheng immediately understood what Ban Zou meant, "They brought medicine in their mouths. Are they assassins?"
Ban Zou nodded, then took Feng Yuheng to the yard, went forward to check it out himself, and also explained to her the difference between the death soldiers and the secret guards - "The main skill of the secret guards is to hide, and they attack by surprise. [Lots of good things to see] The attack of the death soldiers is stronger. Once they attack, they will not care about anything else. Every move is aimed at the opponent's lifeline, usually killing with one blow. If you can send out the death soldiers, even if it is not a desperate move, you will take the opponent's life at all costs. So, these people are not here for your steel training skills, they want your life. - The poison is hidden in the teeth." Ban Zou pried open the mouths of all the corpses and finally came to the conclusion.
"It is made of at least fifteen kinds of poison mixed together. There is no solution." This is the conclusion Feng Yuheng came to after checking. After that, she asked Ban Zou: "Do all the assassins use similar methods to commit suicide?"
Ban said, "Generally speaking, it is like this, because if they are captured alive, it is easy to force a confession through torture. Only by using this method can they die without pain and keep the secret. Most of these assassins have been trained since childhood. They have been instilled with this concept since they were old enough to understand, so for them, doing this is normal."
Feng Yuheng frowned, remembering that in his previous life, he had heard that the so-called special agents trained by a special department were also trained from a young age, and only orphans with no relatives were selected. For those people, there is no right or wrong in the world, only the orders of the superiors. Once the order is given, even if they are asked to commit suicide immediately, they will never blink an eye.
Such people are no different from machines.
"You guys check the bodies and see if you can find any clues." She sat back on the chair in the porch tiredly, watching the people in the yard turning over the bodies one by one. Wangchuan and Huangquan also came forward to check with them, but in the end they all shook their heads helplessly.
Ban said, "It's useless. These assassins don't even have their own names. Since they are here, they must have made all the necessary preparations. How could they possibly bring any identification information with them?"
Feng Yuheng nodded. This was the result she had expected. She sighed helplessly and ordered, "You guys deal with all these bodies." As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately changed her mind, "Wait." She pondered for a while, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She ordered Wangchuan and Huangquan, "Go, inform the people in Feng Mansion and tell them that I was ambushed and assassinated by eight assassins."
Huang Quan didn't understand why he did this, but Wang Chuan had already reacted: "This time, the assassination attempt by the assassins, the Third Prince is a suspect, and Princess Kang Yi is even more suspicious. No matter who did it, we have to let people see it. With the defense of the County Lord's Mansion, even if the assassins were sent out, the end will only be this."
Huang Quan nodded, and followed Wang Chuan to the Feng Mansion.
Feng Yuheng sat on a chair in the corridor, chatting with Ban Zou intermittently. When the Feng family members were awakened from their sleep and rushed to Tongshengxuan, the secret guards flashed and disappeared into the night, even Ban Zou was no exception.
So, what everyone in the Feng family saw was a pretty little girl, sitting on a chair on the porch, swinging her legs and looking at the sky as if nothing had happened. The moonlight was very bright tonight, shining on her thin little body, making her look a little lonely and desolate.
The yard was filled with the smell of blood, corpses were lying all over the ground, and the blood dyed the entire yard red. The Feng family even felt like they had nowhere to step.
The women had never seen so many dead bodies before, and their faces turned pale with fear. Looking at Feng Yuheng again, they suddenly felt that this girl was a bit like a netherworld messenger from hell. No matter who it was, even a tiger, it would never get any benefit in front of her.
Xiang Rong was the first to run forward, stepping on the blood on the ground, stepping over the corpses to get in front of Feng Yuheng, pulling her to look left and right, and asked worriedly: "Second sister, are you okay?"
An followed and asked worriedly, "Are you injured?"
Feng Yuheng's originally expressionless face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile, which looked quite lively in the moonlight. She said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little frightened. I'm scared." She pressed her chest as she spoke, but the smile on her face was completely inconsistent with the state of fear she described.
"Master!" An couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and shouted, "You have to make the decision for the Second Miss!"
Feng Yuheng nodded, and also looked at Feng Jinyuan and said: "Father, my daughter is very scared."
Feng Jinyuan looked at Feng Yuheng's face and thought to himself, how can you look scared? But no matter what, it is true that Tongshengxuan was attacked by the enemy. As Feng Yuheng's father, he can't ignore it. What's more, Feng Yuheng is now the focus of protection of the Dashun Dynasty. The emperor sent so many soldiers to guard him, but there are still people who risked their lives to come. If he doesn't show an attitude about this matter, he won't be able to explain it to the emperor.
So he coughed twice and said to Feng Yuheng: "Don't worry, your father will do his best to track down the culprit and give you an explanation."
He was not sure when he said this. If the Shen family dealt with Feng Yuheng in the past, it was just relying on the money to hire assassins. But these were assassins, and assassins could not be bought with money. They must be trained from childhood, and the Shen family did not have assassins. He knew this. So, besides the Shen family, who else wanted Feng Yuheng's life?
Feng Jinyuan's mind moved, and the first person he thought of was the Third Prince Xuan Tianye. There must be assassins in that man's house, and it is possible that eight of them were dispatched at once. But the Third Prince had given him a letter before, asking him to find a way to steal the steelmaking technique from Feng Yuheng. Now that the steelmaking technique has not been found, he can't just kill him directly.
So……
He suddenly shuddered and almost subconsciously looked towards Kang Yi. His mind was in turmoil, with countless ideas flooding his mind, each of which was trying to prove to him the possibility of Kang Yi taking action.
First of all, Kang Yi has this motive!
Feng Yuheng opposed her and suppressed her again and again. Not only did he suppress her, he also cheated Qian Zhou out of so much gold. Not only did he cheat out so much gold, he also beat her own daughter half to death;
Secondly, Kang Yi has this ability!
As the eldest princess of a country, she went to Dashun alone with her daughter. It is impossible for her to be accompanied by only a group of attendants. There must be secret guards accompanying her. In addition, it is not impossible that Qianzhou's death warriors followed her.
The more Feng Jinyuan thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, and he couldn't help but feel conflicted. If it was really Kang Yi who did it, which side would he stand on?
Every time he encountered the matter of his second daughter, he hesitated, and the most fundamental reason for his hesitation was that Feng Yuheng's life or death was more beneficial to him.
At this moment, what he was thinking was that if Feng Yuheng was alive and made steel for Dashun, his status in the court would naturally rise as a father. And if Feng Yuheng died, no one would oppose him from then on, and he could fully support Chenyu and help her ascend to the throne. From now on, he would walk in the court as a relative, which would be truly majestic.
Thinking of this, Feng Jinyuan felt that it would be better for his daughter to die.
So, he withdrew his gaze from Kang Yi, and said to Feng Yuheng, "Since you said that these are assassins, you must know that once assassins take action, it is impossible for them to leave any clues, and they will not even leave any survivors. Therefore, this matter is very difficult to investigate. I will do my best, but you should not hold too high hopes."
Feng Yuheng suddenly laughed, and her laugh was even brighter and more beautiful than before. The clear laughter echoed in the silent night sky, seeming a bit weird.
She said, "It's okay, father will investigate slowly, Ah Heng is not in a hurry. I just want to say that it is not easy to train a death warrior. In order to assassinate Ah Heng, eight of them were mobilized at once, which is a huge investment. Mother -" She suddenly turned her eyes to Kang Yi, "Guess, eight death warriors died at once, will that person be willing to send more people to die?"
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